I rely on cooking to dominate the ghost killing team

The dream of being chased by a crocodile wearing glasses all night was really bad. When he woke up, Giyuu still felt dizzy.For a moment, he almost thought that the crocodile appeared beside him again.

It's just a dream.

Yiyong recited this sentence several times in his heart, and then managed to stabilize his mood.

It was already bright, but the apartment was still dark.The drawn curtains in front of the French windows on the balcony block most of the daylight, making the room look like it has no daytime atmosphere.

Yiyong got up and walked to the French window, and peeked out from the gap between the curtains.

The sky outside the house was gloomy, and it looked like it was going to rain.Originally looking at the light outside the window, Yoshihiro thought it would be sunny today.

He was about to open the curtains, only to find that May was still asleep.In the first few days, May always woke up earlier than him-to be exact, she didn't fall asleep at all in the first few nights.

He immediately stopped what he was doing, and let the room continue to be dark.The figure in the quilt didn't seem to be affected by these faint movements, it was motionless, and the sound of breathing was steady and peaceful.

Like a ghost, Yiyong walked to Wuyue's bedside, leaned down slightly, and looked at the short light blond hair that was messed up by the edge of the quilt.Wu Yue slept soundly, as if time had been frozen, only her eyelashes were trembling slightly.

A strand of raised hair touched her lips, turbulent with her breathing.Yiyong suddenly had the urge to help put this strand of disharmonious hair behind his ears, but for some reason, he couldn't look away.

Just watching silently like this is enough to make Giyuu feel peaceful.

"Well……"

The figure on the bed stretched out its limbs and slowly raised its heavy eyelids.She still looked bleary-eyed, as if she hadn't woken up yet.

But when the figure beside the bed came into sight, all the drowsiness and sleepiness disappeared without a trace.She woke up suddenly and jumped up from the bed in a hurry.

Yi Yong was taken aback by her sudden movement, and subconsciously came up with the idea of ​​running away.

He didn't know why he wanted to escape, he just felt that he should escape now.

However, before he could take a step, Wuyue grabbed his sleeve.

"Yi...Mr. Yiyong..." Wuyue asked tremblingly, "...what are you doing here? Oh no...why are you looking at me with such a sinister smile?"

This is too scary, Wu Yue almost automatically made up the plot title of the thriller and suspense film.

Yiyong was startled, and then quickly suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth - if Wu Yue hadn't said that, he wouldn't have noticed that he was actually smiling.

Then he shook his head quickly.The range of motion was so great that even his shoulders were shaken.

"I do not have."

It sounds like an extremely sincere denial, but it is actually a guilty lie in essence.

Probably an illusion, Yiyong always felt that this conversation always had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

I don't know if Yiyong succeeded in persuading himself, but in short, this rhetoric did not convince Wuyue.She became vigilant, frowned and looked at Yiyong, trying to read something from his expression, but unfortunately she really didn't have eyesight, so she couldn't see any strange emotions on Yiyong's face.

Could it be that Yiyong would stand by his bed and stare at her, was it really just a coincidence?

After thinking about it with her dull little brain, Wu Yue didn't think it was a coincidence, so she began to think quickly about all the possibilities that could explain this phenomenon.

"Hmm... Did you see my hair curled up? Or my eyelids are swollen from sleep?" She rambled out all the possibilities in her mind, and suddenly a very bad guess jumped out. When she came out, she blushed immediately, and her words froze, "Is it difficult... Could it be... heard me talking in my sleep?"

She hugged the pillow in her arms, and buried her blushing face in it uncomfortably, only showing a pair of shy eyes and kept looking around.

Ah... I really want to hide in the quilt...

She took a peek at Yi Yong, thinking that it would be best if he didn't hear her sleep talk, but found that the corners of his mouth curled up again unknowingly.

May's sense of shame completely exploded.She wailed, threw herself on the bed, and covered her head with a pillow, but she couldn't hide the shameful mood fermenting wildly in her heart.

"No...no matter what you heard, please pretend you didn't hear it!" She was ashamed, but she still yelled unconvinced, "I...I don't talk in my sleep every night... Yes! No! So please pretend you didn’t hear it!”

Seeing her trying to escape reality, Giyuu couldn't help laughing.The deep laughter fell into Wu Yue's ears, making her feel even more ashamed.

"You...don't laugh!"

She spoke hastily, her sense of shame made her dare not poke her head out.She secretly thought in her heart, if Yiyong continued to laugh, she would tell him about the stewed salmon with radish all night the night before!

Thank goodness Giyuu just smiled.

"You're not talking in your sleep—I'm not lying to you. So you don't have to feel ashamed. Take the pillow off, don't you feel hot?"

Saying that, Yiyong lowered his body slightly, trying to remove the pillow that was pressing on Wuyue's head, but Wuyue moved his body and leaned to the side, as if he didn't want him to take off the pillow.

This ostrich-like evasive behavior lasted for quite a while before she finally plucked up the courage and asked in a low voice, "Since I wasn't talking in my sleep, what were you laughing at?"

"Because you look funny."

His entire face was flushed red, and his clear eyes were full of eagerness and anxiety.It was clearly an extremely anxious expression, but in Giyuu's eyes, for some reason, it turned into an extremely cute expression.

That's why he laughed out loud.

However, there seems to be a slight difference between what Yi Yong thinks in his heart and what he says.In short, after hearing this, May felt quite complicated.She tried to think of something, but it didn't work; she tried to say something, but it didn't work.

After hemming and hawing for a long time, she really had nothing to say, so she stuck her head out helplessly and sighed deeply.

"……All right."

It's funny to say she's funny, at least it's not a derogatory term.

She comforted herself in this way, obediently tidied up the quilt, patted the crumpled pillow to smooth out all the wrinkles, then walked slowly into the kitchen, and slowly opened the refrigerator.

Subconsciously, she wanted to ask Yi Yong what he would like to eat for breakfast, but all she saw was an empty space.She silently put away the unspoken words, replaced the refrigerator door, and turned to rummaging through the cabinets.

But the cupboards were just as empty.The disadvantage of being lazy and not buying vegetables yesterday finally showed up now. Apart from snacks and raw rice, there is nothing to eat at home.

"If you have rice, you can cook porridge. But the problem is that there are no side dishes that can be used to make porridge. You can't eat snacks as breakfast..."

Whispering in May, she opened a bag of potato chips, grabbed a handful and threw it into her mouth.

Yi Yong was shocked by her rapid defection, and stared blankly at the potato chips in her hand for a while, not knowing what to say.Wuyue only thought his eager gaze was a desire for potato chips, although she felt a little bit reluctant, she still handed the bag of potato chips to Yiyong.

"Eat?"

"No need." After a pause, Yi Yong added in a low voice, "Thank you."

Wu Yue chewed the potato chips so loudly that he didn't hear Giyuu's voice much.She is worrying about her breakfast, and she really can't be distracted by other things right now.

"What should I burn..."

She collapsed on the low table, the potato chips in the bag had almost bottomed out, but she didn't feel full at all.Giyuu, who hadn't eaten anything yet and woke up earlier than her, must be hungrier than she is now.

Thinking of this, she was inexplicably motivated to fight.

"Yes!" She slapped the table vigorously, her eyes sparkling, "Isn't it enough to make the porridge sweet?"

Clear porridge needs side dishes, but sweet porridge does not!

The more she thought about it, the more she felt the idea was brilliant.Not wanting to linger for a moment, she immediately rushed into the kitchen, added water and rice to the pot, added three tablespoons of white sugar, and turned on medium heat.

Then all you have to do is wait.

Wu Yue sat back at the low table again, put the adjusted alarm clock on the table, and watched the boring Dahe drama together with Yiyong.

"Don't burn the pot this time."

Yi Yong said such a sentence suddenly.

Wu Yue was taken aback for a moment, and once again blushed unapologetically.Unconvinced, she turned her head away, and hurriedly defended herself: "No... no way! The last time was just an accident!"

And in order to prevent the accident from happening again, she even set an alarm clock this time!

Hearing her promise so swearingly, Giyuu felt relieved.He nodded, and stopped talking about anything else, and continued to stare at the TV.

The sweet porridge doesn't need to be cooked for a long time, and the hunger doesn't allow Wuyue to waste too much time on such trivial things as cooking porridge.As soon as the alarm clock rang, she rushed into the kitchen immediately.

By the time Yiyong reacted, the sweet porridge was already on the table, steaming hot, with a faint rice fragrance.Because it has not been cooked for too long, the rice grains still look distinct.Yiyong stirred it a few times with a spoon, and more heat from the bottom of the bowl came out.

After finally waiting for the heat to dissipate, Yi Yong took a sip of the porridge, but he was still scalded to the tip of his tongue, forcing him to push the bowl away.

However, it tasted a light sweetness.

"I don't know if it will rain today." Wu Yue said suddenly, "If it rains, then I won't be able to watch the fireworks."

Hearing this, Giyuu was inexplicably flustered.

"That's not good."

Wuyue stared at the TV intently, and said casually: "That's right, it's troublesome if it's raining... Ah, let's go out for a stroll while the weather is fine."

She turned her head to look at Yi Yong with a serious face.

"I want to take you to Yokohama."